Paranormal State 2.7 - The Messenger

Mandy here.

First, I love all your content.

I believe we're about the same age.

So we have a lot of commonalities with shows and such, I've noticed.

She says, Okay, pause.

Thank you, Mandy.

I don't know if I was supposed to read that part or not, but it's too late.

Thank you.

Yes, we are the same age.

We're both born in 1982.

So...

Yes, you and I are looking at the world from a very similar lens, I'm sure, in many ways.

Let's get back to her story.

Anyway, these aren't too scary.

Well, maybe in the moment they were, but they're all short.

I work the NOC shift as a CNA in skilled nursing facilities or long-term care.

LTC is my fave.

The first one is more second-hand, but it was at the skilled facility I worked in.

It had a vent trach unit, which I worked most often and loved.

We had a respiratory therapist, RT, me, and the nurse.

We were all between rounds, and I kept feeling creepy vibes.

I didn't say anything to anyone about it, as I wasn't about to be the one to manifest any spooky happenings.

At around midnight, the RT went to the bathroom and came back, looking a bit more pale than usual.

All us...

NOC? NOC? Sorry, sorry, I don't know.